So this was originally a Kingdom Hearts fanfic on with the same title. It’s completely re-written and nothing like the original first chapter, but it’s going to have the same core plot I guess you could say. My penname is Emerald31 on there if you’re curious.

Here lays my first original work. Yay!

SHATTERED DREAMS: Chapter One

“It’s that girl again isn’t it?”

“Uhh…Yes.” Cameron answered his soon- to- be- ex -girlfriend unsteadily.

“God, you’re so pitiful. Why don’t you ask her out instead of breaking so many other girls' hearts, huh?” Katie yelled at him in tears, causing many stares from their fellow classmates.

Cameron made a slight attempt to touch her shoulder, but his hand was quickly slapped away. Sobbing harder, she ran away from him. The brunette sighed. Why did this happen to him every time?

“Aww…What’s wrong with Katie? Did you guys get in a fight or something?” Hearing the voice of his best friend, Cameron almost smiled despite the situation. ‘That’s why…’ Lynette was the reason why he could never keep a girlfriend. He was in love with her. He’d He had known her forever and grew up with her. When he was little, he just thought he liked Lynette because she was his best friend and he didn’t know any girl as well as her. But when he got older his feelings just grew more and more and he was not sure how he had banished the urge to kiss her every time he laid eyes on her. That was why he dated so many girls, trying to keep his mind off Lynette and hope that his feelings would go back to just being her best friend. As hard as he tried, it just would not work.

Cameron had become accustomed to constantly being groaned at by all of his friends, all saying how he needed to ask her out already. He couldn’t though, as much as he would like to. He didn’t want to lose all those years with her if they broke up over something stupid.

“Cameron?” Lynette stared at him quizzically with a tilt of her head.

“Oh…Yeah, we broke up.” He answered, sheepishly scratching the back of his neck.

Lynette frowned in response, “Really…? Cameron, you’re such a nice guy but it seems like you can’t keep a girl for more than three days…” With a mischievous grin, she asked, “Is there something I should know about you?”

He snickered slightly, “Nah…It’s just…none of them seem right.”

“How so?” The girl asked,; taking a seat on the bench behind her and staring at him intently.

“Well,” Cameron started before being cut-off by their overly hyper freshman friend, Lily.

“Hey! What’cha talking about?” The brunette questioned in an almost singsong voice, placing herself next to Lynette.

“Nothing really important, Lily. I have to get going to homeroom any way. See you guys later.” Before turning to leave I mouthed, “I’ll tell you later” To Lynette who grinned and nodded.

Making it only a short distance away from the girls, Cameron was stopped by a voice sighing, “You’re so hopeless…”

Whirling around to face his friend Jake, Cameron gave him a glare, “What do you know?”

Giving a roll of his brown eyes, Jake stated, “You’re never going to win her over if you keep talking the same way you talk to me.”

Grimacing, Cameron replied, “Ugh…I never really thought about it that way.”

“Which is exactly why she’s still out of reach.” He nodded his head in Lynette’s direction as he spoke, “You would think that with as many girlfriends as you’ve had, you would know that by now.”

“But she’s so…” Cameron came to a loss for words, “So different.”

“Really…” Jake crossed his arms with a smirk, “If you ask me, Lynette is the same as any other girl. She’s got--”

“I’d rather not have you describe Lynette’s body, thanks.” The brunette stated as his face began to flush.

“Lynette’s body?” Lily’s voice repeated in a shrill, causing Cameron to nearly jump out of his skin, “Just wait till I tell her what you were talking about, Cam. You’ll really be in for it!”

“Lily!” He exclaimed and gave her a pleading stare, “Don’t do that. Besides, it was Jake that was being the perv.”

“Me?” Jake repeated quizzically, “Why blame me for saying one thing. I can just imagine all of the fantasies that have run through your head before.” Cameron just gaped at him before deciding to just walk away and not say a thing. “You know it’s true!” Jake called out to him. Cameron scowled and began to quicken his pace.

‘So what if it is true? It’s not like it matters…I’ll never be with Lynette.’ He sighed, ‘Not at this rate…’ Even if Cameron had the guts to flirt with Lynette like other girls, he was still sure that he would have no chance of impressing her. Except for him and Lily, she didn’t have any other close friends. She wasn’t exactly the person to make deep bonds with some one. Even when they were little kids, he could tell that Lynette was not fond of her parents. She did not cling to them constantly, she fought not to cry when she scraped her knees; and for that Cameron always thought of her as strange. It was not until several years later that he realized why she was that way.

Cameron, being bored, decided that it would be fun to scare Lynette by climbing the tree outside her window. Being only eleven at the time, all of the other reasons to watch her secretly were free from his mind. If he had been older at the time, he still never would have been prepared for what he did see.

First glancing through the window, everything seemed to be perfectly normal. Lynette was seemingly sleeping, but Cameron began to worry once he heard her quiet sobs. About to reach out and tap on the window to get her attention, he was forced to sink back down in to hiding as her bedroom door was slammed open.

“Would you shut up?” The boy stared in disbelief as Lynette’s mother’s hand went across Lynette’s cheeks in a powerful slap, “Don’t you know how distracting that is to your father?”

“I-I’m sorry—ah!” Lynette stuttered through her tears before being yanked up by the collar of her shirt. Staring blankly at her for a moment, her mom then threw her down with a look of disgust. Her legs folding under her when she fell, Lynette used the support of one arm to keep her from completely hitting the floor.

“Don’t play games with me. I know you’re not sorry.” Her mother gave her a kick in the stomach to knock her down completely, “You know what your father will do if you keep acting this way.” Lynette gave a small nod. Her mother slammed the door closed and retreated back downstairs, the heels of her shoes clacking against the hardwood as she walked.

Cameron wanted so badly to get Lynette’s attention so he would be able to comfort her. However the thought of what would happen to her if her parents found him kept him from doing anything.

As if her family issues were not enough, Lynette also had a stalker of sorts. A guy that was obsessed with her in every way and followed her whenever he could; a guy that just happened to be the twin brother of Cameron's best friend. So whenever Chris was with Cameron, Lynette was always tense because she would always first believe it to be Wes. Why Lynette thought Cameron would even talk to Wes was beyond him, but he couldn’t blame her for worrying. Except for a scar on Wes’s neck, he and his brother looked exactly the same.

Their personalities, however, were polar opposites. Chris was quiet and a deep thinker while Wes was very outspoken and a big show off. Wes was what you could call the ‘heart-throb’ of the school. Yet Lynette always refused him, which highly confused Cameron, as well as all the girls jealous of the attention Wes gave to her. Needless to say, most girls disliked Lynette.

“Hey Cameron.” A girl unknown to him waved, winking as she passed by and caused a small smirk to form on his lips. Cameron didn’t have quite as many fan-girls as Wes, but he was close. Which, again, was another reason from girls to dislike Lynette. Even though it was Cameron’s problem because he did not have the nerve to ask her out.

“You know, there really is no point in escaping,” Jake appeared beside him as he entered his first class, “I do have all period to annoy you.” Cameron groaned as he took his seat; muttering incoherently. Sitting next to him, Jake shook his head, “I still don’t see what the big deal is…”

“I don’t know how to ask her.” The boy finally blurted out; unzipping his backpack and pulling out his binder to avoid Jake’s facial expression for as long as possible.

“Easy!” Jake exclaimed, “Ask her to that dance that’s coming up!”

Collapsing on top of his desk, he sighed, “She never goes to those…”

“She will if you ask her.” Jake stated with a roll of his eyes, “No girl wants to dance alone.”

With a new found hope, Cameron replied, “Yeah…Yeah, I’ll do that! Thanks, Jake…Wow, I never thought I’d say that.”

“And I never thought I’d hear it!” Jake exclaimed with a grin, “See. I do have good ideas; you just have to listen to them.”

“Yeah? When? Like once a month?” Jake opened his mouth to respond before the schools late bell rang, causing everyone to rush into the classroom at once.

“Well it’s pretty obvious to me that everyone in here is a procrastinator.” Mr. Fleming announced as he entered the class, causing everyone to give a small laugh. Mr. Fleming was one of those few select teachers that actually made school more bearable and also made it easier to learn things. No ten-page essays in that class, unlike Cameron’s honor level classes. Today, however, no matter how interesting Mr. Fleming could possibly make parts of an atom, the boy could not concentrate.

Jake’s suggestion had overflowed his mind with many new questions. If he couldn’t tell her his feeling before, how was asking her to the dance any easier? He couldn’t say ‘We can just go as friends’ because she would get the idea that he wasn’t interested, which could not any farther any from the truth. Cameron placed his elbows on the desk and held his head in between his hands with a sigh. ‘Why does everything have to be so damn complicated?’

“Cameron?” The teacher’s voice brought him back into the real world. His eyes automatically darting towards the white board and spotting the problem, he managed to answer correctly, “Eight neutrons.” With a raised eyebrow, Mr. Fleming gave a small nod and continued on to the next problem.

A few more minutes of meaningless babble (at least to Cameron) Mr. Fleming finally said they could use the last half an hour of class to work on homework. Beginning to scratch his pen against the worksheet beneath him, Jake muttered, “What now?”

“The same thing as before, basically,” Cameron gave a sheepish smile and looked down at his homework, lifting his pen but not bothering to start it, “The whole asking her part.”

“Hey, Lynette, are you going to that dance next Saturday? Um, no, probably not. Would you go with me? Yes, Cameron, I would love that. Come on, how hard is that?” Jake gave an annoyed glare to his friend.

The other brunette just shook his head, “I dunno…It just never seems to come out right.”

“Ask her in a note or something, then. I don’t care anymore what you do. All I know is that you need to get it over with. If not, then I’ll do it for you.”

Cameron merely grunted, the bell then signaling his rescue and also his doom. As the two boys turned down opposite hallways, Jake gave a final exclamation of, “You better ask her!”

Walking into theatre, Cameron collapsed onto the desk, receiving a stare from his teacher. “What’s wrong?” Ms. Wrayno, or simply Wrayno as her students called her, asked with a frown.

“The usual.” He sighed and received an ‘Ooh.’ Wrayno knew just about everything going on in her students lives because she was like a friend to all of them. She actually talked to them and not at them, and got to know them on a personal level. Unlike his other friends, however, Wrayno simply dropped the subject knowing his discomfort. ‘Thank God.’ He thought.

“Hey,” Chris called from beside him, causing the brunette to raise his head.

Blinking, he answered, “Oh, hi.”

With a sharp intake of breath, he started, “Jake said to make sure--”

“I’ll do it, I’ll do it. But I don’t know about this period. I see her next & during lunch so that’d be too awkward.” He lowered his head again.

“After school too,” Chris added to Cameron’s dismay, “But you’ll have to see her eventually after you ask her. Asking her now will just make it less awkward by tomorrow.”

“He’s got a point.” Wrayno nodded, then quickly turned back to filing things as the sound of footsteps approached the room. The room filling with laughter, Cameron sunk down in his seat; of course it had to be Lynette and Lily that came in.

“Hey, sleepyhead.” Cameron felt a shove against his shoulder and raised his head warily. At his expression, she frowned, “What’s wrong?”

Sitting up straight and giving a small smile, he answered, “I’m just tired, I guess.” Wrayno and Chris both gave him a raised eyebrow to his response, causing the brunette to state, “Don’t look at me like that.”

“Huh?” Lynette stared at him questioningly.

“Oh!” Cameron exclaimed, quickly apologizing, “Sorry, I meant that for Chris and Wrayno.”

“And I have absolutely no idea why you would say that, Cameron.” Chris answered in a mocking tone, a smirk forming on his lips. The teen opened his mouth to reply but closed it as he noticed it was not just their group in the room anymore. Not like he cared if they heard, it was just that some people took a little too much pleasure in delving into other people’s conversations and assuming things.

Lily, spotting her other friends enter the room, went off and signaled to Lynette to continue her questioning.

“So…are you going to tell me now?”

Blinking at her, he answered with a mere, “Huh?”

Rolling her caramel colored eyes, she stated, “From this morning, remember?” Noticing how his blank stare remained the same, she sighed and added, “Why no girl seems right to you?”

His eyes widening, he answered, “Oh! Um…” Biting his lip, he turned to Chris for a possible escape but only received a shrug in return. Delaying his embarrassment, Cameron repeated, “Um…”

“Yes?” She gave an impatient stare at the boy as he began to choke on his own words.

“Because…they’re,” Cameron’s voice lowered as he looked away from everyone around him (also giving a slight pause to thank God that Lily was still across the room) and trailed off his answer, “…not…you?” His last dragged out as if his statement were a question and he flinched at the awkward situation he had just gotten himself into. Taking a large breath, he turned back around, not looking Lynette but above her, he exhaled, “Lynette, will you go to the dance with me?”

With a soft laugh she answered, “Yeah.” Then the bell rang to save him from further conversation with any person because Wrayno began to talk. Reviewing for a test on Broadway; which Cameron knew, he was sure. He had watched the same video in tech theatre with Wrayno last year and most of it seemed familiar. So, it was time to slip into a deep thinking coma, or something like that.

‘She said yes!’ He gave a delayed, relieved sigh, ‘and I had been worried about it. Heh.’